Chapter nine - Eyes Are The Windows To The Soul
Mulder glanced at his clock amazed to see that it was already after eight o'clock. No wonder his stomach was growling so fiercely. Not only had he forgotten to change out of his work shirt and slacks, but he had forgotten to eat.
He walked over to his fridge and opened it up only to find an incredibly old quart of milk, two bottles of Miller Lite, and something that may have at one time been cheese.
"Guess it is take-out again" he thought to himself walking over to the phone. "What shall I dine on tonight? Chinese? Indian? Italian?" He paused a moment settled on Indian and quickly called in his order to his favorite restaurant down the street.
He was just about to head back to the fridge for one of the two beers, when he heard a knock on the door.
Glancing at his watch, he knew that it could not have been his food order so he quickly located his weapon and went to open the door.
There in his doorway stood Dana Scully wearing jeans and a dark red sweater that after she removed her jacket left very little to the imagination.
"Hey Scully" Mulder said motioning for her to come in and taking her jacket from her when she shrugged it off.
Scully's sweater had Mulder's imagination swirling and he took a bit of a gulp before speaking again.
"What brings you here? Have you come up with something on the case?"
Scully looked up at him a bit nervously "I just needed to talk to you about what you said the other night." She took a step towards him and instinctively he took one back not quite knowing why he did.
"I am sorry about not opening up to you." She took another step towards him and he took another step back finding himself with his legs pressed up against a large armchair.
"I thought it was about time I let you know how I feel."
And with that simple statement Scully literally pushed Mulder down on the chair and planted herself on top of him her legs wrapping around his waist and her lips planted firmly on his.
Mulder gasped in shock but the intimate contact with Scully was very quickly arousing him. She thrust her tongue into his mouth and he swallowed a groan.
She felt so good grinding herself into his crotch. She felt so, so, so not like Scully.
With great effort he pulled his head away from her and grasped her head between her two hands.
"Get out"
"What?"
"You heard me Andrea, get out of her."
"Gees Mulder, you are too damn smart for your own good. But can't you just go with it?"
Mulder shook his head trying to ignore the opinion of his overly excited groin.
"Come on Mulder. I have always wanted to do it with you but Angela would never let me and you know you want her body. This way we both win."
"No Andrea, I can't do that."
Thoroughly annoyed now, Angela got off of Mulder's lap and started pacing around the room. Watching her movements Mulder was amazed with the fact that even though it was Scully's body he was watching, he could easy tell it wasn't truly her.
"So tell me Andrea, why did you do it? Why did you kill all those people?"
"I have only hurt people who have hurt me. All of those people wouldn't help us. Wouldn't help Angela help me. They deserved to know exactly how I felt."
"You have to stop this Andrea. You are only going to end up hurting Angela. How long before she get accused of the crimes you commit."
"I will be more careful next time." She spun and looked Mulder right in the eye. "But I don't want to talk about Angela right now. I want to talk about you and me."
"I won't sleep with you Andrea." Mulder said slowly walking towards her sticking his hands deep into his pockets.
"I can kill her too." She said giving him a challenging look knowing that he knew she was speaking of Scully.
"It is really quite easy. I just get her to stop breathing and then at the last minute jump out of her."
Mulder took another step closer.
"Would you care for a demonstration?" She smiled wickedly at him and closed her eyes. Almost immediately they opened again this time full of fear as Scully grasped frantically at her throat.
Before Mulder could reach her, she relaxed again. "See it is easy."
Mulder stood right before her hands now clenched by his sides.
"Alright, you win." He took his right hand and slowly started to stroke her arm. She closed her eyes trying to take in the sensation.
Mulder spotted his opportunity and quickly popped the extra crystal Melissa had given him down the front of Scully's shirt. It wasn't a very classy move, but Mulder hoped it would work anyway.
As soon as the crystal touched her skin her eyes flung open and she let out a blood curdling scream and promptly collapsed into Mulder's arms.
"Guess the stone works" Mulder muttered to himself.
Scully found herself fighting to come out of a deep dark fog. She knew she was awake but couldn't seem to get her body to respond.
She felt something cool stroking her face and a familiar voice softly speaking to her. She strained to hear the voice to recognize its owner but couldn't.
She let herself go back into the darkness.
Mulder tried desperately not to panic as he stroked Scully's face with a cool, wet cloth and spoke softly to her. Physically she seemed to be just fine. Her color was good, she was breathing normally - like in a deep sleep but Mulder couldn't rouse her.
He looked at the clock on the wall - she had been in this state for the better part of a half and hour. He decided he would give her another ten minutes to come around and if she didn't, he would bring her to the nearest emergency room and try to explain to the doctors what had happened.
He could barely explain what happened to himself and he knew that no doctor would believe his story.
Mulder was spared the dilemma when Scully's eyes started to flutter.
"Come on Scully" he whispered a bit louder. "Wake up"
She opened her eyes very slowly, looked at him, smiled sweetly and shut her eyes again. Second later they opened wide and she bolted upright looking totally scared and disoriented.
She found herself sitting on a black leather couch with a cold cloth pressed to her forehead. Mulder himself was sitting on a chair next to the couch holding her hand and gazing at her with the most bizarre look on his face. Like he had just seen a ghost.
"Mulder?" she said looking at her surroundings again "Where am I?"
"In my apartment" he said calmly watching her carefully for any signs of distress.
"And how did I get here?"
"I assume you drove."
"I drove? I don't even know where you live."
"Oh, I assume that's how you got over here."
"Mulder, are you going to fill me in on what's going on or are we going to play 20 questions all night?"
This last comment brought a smile to Mulder's lips realizing that Scully must indeed be feeling a bit better.
"Why don't I get you a glass of water and then I will fill you in on what I know."
"Coffee would be better. My brain feels like it is filled with cobwebs."
She leaned back against the couch and closed her eyes content to listen to the sounds of Mulder making coffee. Still she felt like there was something she should be remembering but she just couldn't quite make it out.
Mulder was just returning with two steaming cups of coffee when she gasped loudly and turned very, very pale.
"Scully?" he said putting down the coffee cups and rushing over to her. She put up her hand to keep him away and still looking pale turned to him.
"Mulder..Mulder did I make a very serious pass at you tonight?"
Mulder swallowed hard trying to think of a way to avoid this topic of conversation.
"Pass? What exactly do you mean?"
Scully was getting a bit annoyed now realizing that Mulder was trying to avoid the subject. "What I mean, Agent Mulder is that at any point and time during the past hour or so did I place my body on yours, grind my hips into your groin and attempt to tickle your tonsils with my tongue?"
Mulder got even more flustered. "Well, yes and no."
"Mulder it has to be one or the other, it can't be both."
"Oh yes it can" Mulder started and he explained the whole encounter between himself and Andrea pausing only briefly to take the delivery of his Indian food.
He had offered to share his meal with Scully but she quietly shook her head too wrapped up in his story to eat. As Mulder explained what had happened, Scully remembered it too even though her actions - or Andrea's - seemed to have occurred in a fog.
"So Melissa's stone saved me?"
"Apparently"
"Where is it now?"
Mulder looked sheepishly at Scully and pointed to the bit of cleavage showing. Scully glanced down and as she gained comprehension of what he had done, glared at him.
"Well I couldn't exactly stick it in your pocket you know. You jeans are practically painted onto you."
Scully shot him another glare and unceremoniously stuck her hand down her front and fished the stone out.
Scully went to place the stone on the coffee table when Mulder grabbed her hand. "I would keep it in your pocket for now" he advised "I am not quite sure where Andrea is right now and I don't want you taking any chances."
Scully nodded and put the stone in her pocket. She was silent and was incredibly pale. Her blue eyes looking darker next to her pale skin.
Mulder finished up his dinner, cleared away the mess and took a seat next to Scully on the couch.
"So how are you feeling?"
"I'm fin." she caught herself and smiled weakly up at Mulder. "I guess we both know I would be lying if I said that."
Mulder smiled back at her and waited for her to continue.
"Actually Mulder I have no idea how I am feeling. I think it will take me a while to figure this all out."
She rose to leave.
"Where are you going?"
"Home. I think I need a nice long bath and an even longer sleep."
"Okay, let me get my jacket."
"Your jacket?"
"Yes, I am going to take you home."
"Mulder I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself."
"Save me your attitude Scully. You said yourself that you feel totally out of sorts. You think I am going to let you drive home that way. I will drive your car over and take a taxi back here tomorrow."
Scully looked at him a bit suspiciously.
"Tomorrow?"
He smiled sheepishly at her. "Okay - I also want to make sure you are alright tonight. I thought I would bunk out on your couch so I could be there if .."
Scully cut off "if anything or anyone decides to inhabit my body tonight."
"Yeah - I guess that's it."
She looked at him long and hard for a minute or two trying to make up her mind.
Scully shook her head at him but pointed her head towards the jacket. "Okay if it will make you feel better. But we will need to stop by the convenience store and get some milk for the coffee in the morning."
Mulder grabbed his jacket and followed Scully out the door never realizing that his fears about Andrea were true. She was indeed still hanging around his apartment and she had heard everything.
Andrea was also was very upset at the thought of Scully getting from Mulder that which had eluded her earlier in the evening.
"Just wait until you get into that tub Dana" she said to herself and she floated down the hall after them.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ End of chapter nine.. So tell me what do you think so far? Any suggestions?
Mulder glanced at his clock amazed to see that it was already after eight o'clock. No wonder his stomach was growling so fiercely. Not only had he forgotten to change out of his work shirt and slacks, but he had forgotten to eat.
He walked over to his fridge and opened it up only to find an incredibly old quart of milk, two bottles of Miller Lite, and something that may have at one time been cheese.
"Guess it is take-out again" he thought to himself walking over to the phone. "What shall I dine on tonight? Chinese? Indian? Italian?" He paused a moment settled on Indian and quickly called in his order to his favorite restaurant down the street.
He was just about to head back to the fridge for one of the two beers, when he heard a knock on the door.
Glancing at his watch, he knew that it could not have been his food order so he quickly located his weapon and went to open the door.
There in his doorway stood Dana Scully wearing jeans and a dark red sweater that after she removed her jacket left very little to the imagination.
"Hey Scully" Mulder said motioning for her to come in and taking her jacket from her when she shrugged it off.
Scully's sweater had Mulder's imagination swirling and he took a bit of a gulp before speaking again.
"What brings you here? Have you come up with something on the case?"
Scully looked up at him a bit nervously "I just needed to talk to you about what you said the other night." She took a step towards him and instinctively he took one back not quite knowing why he did.
"I am sorry about not opening up to you." She took another step towards him and he took another step back finding himself with his legs pressed up against a large armchair.
"I thought it was about time I let you know how I feel."
And with that simple statement Scully literally pushed Mulder down on the chair and planted herself on top of him her legs wrapping around his waist and her lips planted firmly on his.
Mulder gasped in shock but the intimate contact with Scully was very quickly arousing him. She thrust her tongue into his mouth and he swallowed a groan.
She felt so good grinding herself into his crotch. She felt so, so, so not like Scully.
With great effort he pulled his head away from her and grasped her head between her two hands.
"Get out"
"What?"
"You heard me Andrea, get out of her."
"Gees Mulder, you are too damn smart for your own good. But can't you just go with it?"
Mulder shook his head trying to ignore the opinion of his overly excited groin.
"Come on Mulder. I have always wanted to do it with you but Angela would never let me and you know you want her body. This way we both win."
"No Andrea, I can't do that."
Thoroughly annoyed now, Angela got off of Mulder's lap and started pacing around the room. Watching her movements Mulder was amazed with the fact that even though it was Scully's body he was watching, he could easy tell it wasn't truly her.
"So tell me Andrea, why did you do it? Why did you kill all those people?"
"I have only hurt people who have hurt me. All of those people wouldn't help us. Wouldn't help Angela help me. They deserved to know exactly how I felt."
"You have to stop this Andrea. You are only going to end up hurting Angela. How long before she get accused of the crimes you commit."
"I will be more careful next time." She spun and looked Mulder right in the eye. "But I don't want to talk about Angela right now. I want to talk about you and me."
"I won't sleep with you Andrea." Mulder said slowly walking towards her sticking his hands deep into his pockets.
"I can kill her too." She said giving him a challenging look knowing that he knew she was speaking of Scully.
"It is really quite easy. I just get her to stop breathing and then at the last minute jump out of her."
Mulder took another step closer.
"Would you care for a demonstration?" She smiled wickedly at him and closed her eyes. Almost immediately they opened again this time full of fear as Scully grasped frantically at her throat.
Before Mulder could reach her, she relaxed again. "See it is easy."
Mulder stood right before her hands now clenched by his sides.
"Alright, you win." He took his right hand and slowly started to stroke her arm. She closed her eyes trying to take in the sensation.
Mulder spotted his opportunity and quickly popped the extra crystal Melissa had given him down the front of Scully's shirt. It wasn't a very classy move, but Mulder hoped it would work anyway.
As soon as the crystal touched her skin her eyes flung open and she let out a blood curdling scream and promptly collapsed into Mulder's arms.
"Guess the stone works" Mulder muttered to himself.
Scully found herself fighting to come out of a deep dark fog. She knew she was awake but couldn't seem to get her body to respond.
She felt something cool stroking her face and a familiar voice softly speaking to her. She strained to hear the voice to recognize its owner but couldn't.
She let herself go back into the darkness.
Mulder tried desperately not to panic as he stroked Scully's face with a cool, wet cloth and spoke softly to her. Physically she seemed to be just fine. Her color was good, she was breathing normally - like in a deep sleep but Mulder couldn't rouse her.
He looked at the clock on the wall - she had been in this state for the better part of a half and hour. He decided he would give her another ten minutes to come around and if she didn't, he would bring her to the nearest emergency room and try to explain to the doctors what had happened.
He could barely explain what happened to himself and he knew that no doctor would believe his story.
Mulder was spared the dilemma when Scully's eyes started to flutter.
"Come on Scully" he whispered a bit louder. "Wake up"
She opened her eyes very slowly, looked at him, smiled sweetly and shut her eyes again. Second later they opened wide and she bolted upright looking totally scared and disoriented.
She found herself sitting on a black leather couch with a cold cloth pressed to her forehead. Mulder himself was sitting on a chair next to the couch holding her hand and gazing at her with the most bizarre look on his face. Like he had just seen a ghost.
"Mulder?" she said looking at her surroundings again "Where am I?"
"In my apartment" he said calmly watching her carefully for any signs of distress.
"And how did I get here?"
"I assume you drove."
"I drove? I don't even know where you live."
"Oh, I assume that's how you got over here."
"Mulder, are you going to fill me in on what's going on or are we going to play 20 questions all night?"
This last comment brought a smile to Mulder's lips realizing that Scully must indeed be feeling a bit better.
"Why don't I get you a glass of water and then I will fill you in on what I know."
"Coffee would be better. My brain feels like it is filled with cobwebs."
She leaned back against the couch and closed her eyes content to listen to the sounds of Mulder making coffee. Still she felt like there was something she should be remembering but she just couldn't quite make it out.
Mulder was just returning with two steaming cups of coffee when she gasped loudly and turned very, very pale.
"Scully?" he said putting down the coffee cups and rushing over to her. She put up her hand to keep him away and still looking pale turned to him.
"Mulder..Mulder did I make a very serious pass at you tonight?"
Mulder swallowed hard trying to think of a way to avoid this topic of conversation.
"Pass? What exactly do you mean?"
Scully was getting a bit annoyed now realizing that Mulder was trying to avoid the subject. "What I mean, Agent Mulder is that at any point and time during the past hour or so did I place my body on yours, grind my hips into your groin and attempt to tickle your tonsils with my tongue?"
Mulder got even more flustered. "Well, yes and no."
"Mulder it has to be one or the other, it can't be both."
"Oh yes it can" Mulder started and he explained the whole encounter between himself and Andrea pausing only briefly to take the delivery of his Indian food.
He had offered to share his meal with Scully but she quietly shook her head too wrapped up in his story to eat. As Mulder explained what had happened, Scully remembered it too even though her actions - or Andrea's - seemed to have occurred in a fog.
"So Melissa's stone saved me?"
"Apparently"
"Where is it now?"
Mulder looked sheepishly at Scully and pointed to the bit of cleavage showing. Scully glanced down and as she gained comprehension of what he had done, glared at him.
"Well I couldn't exactly stick it in your pocket you know. You jeans are practically painted onto you."
Scully shot him another glare and unceremoniously stuck her hand down her front and fished the stone out.
Scully went to place the stone on the coffee table when Mulder grabbed her hand. "I would keep it in your pocket for now" he advised "I am not quite sure where Andrea is right now and I don't want you taking any chances."
Scully nodded and put the stone in her pocket. She was silent and was incredibly pale. Her blue eyes looking darker next to her pale skin.
Mulder finished up his dinner, cleared away the mess and took a seat next to Scully on the couch.
"So how are you feeling?"
"I'm fin." she caught herself and smiled weakly up at Mulder. "I guess we both know I would be lying if I said that."
Mulder smiled back at her and waited for her to continue.
"Actually Mulder I have no idea how I am feeling. I think it will take me a while to figure this all out."
She rose to leave.
"Where are you going?"
"Home. I think I need a nice long bath and an even longer sleep."
"Okay, let me get my jacket."
"Your jacket?"
"Yes, I am going to take you home."
"Mulder I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself."
"Save me your attitude Scully. You said yourself that you feel totally out of sorts. You think I am going to let you drive home that way. I will drive your car over and take a taxi back here tomorrow."
Scully looked at him a bit suspiciously.
"Tomorrow?"
He smiled sheepishly at her. "Okay - I also want to make sure you are alright tonight. I thought I would bunk out on your couch so I could be there if .."
Scully cut off "if anything or anyone decides to inhabit my body tonight."
"Yeah - I guess that's it."
She looked at him long and hard for a minute or two trying to make up her mind.
Scully shook her head at him but pointed her head towards the jacket. "Okay if it will make you feel better. But we will need to stop by the convenience store and get some milk for the coffee in the morning."
Mulder grabbed his jacket and followed Scully out the door never realizing that his fears about Andrea were true. She was indeed still hanging around his apartment and she had heard everything.
Andrea was also was very upset at the thought of Scully getting from Mulder that which had eluded her earlier in the evening.
"Just wait until you get into that tub Dana" she said to herself and she floated down the hall after them.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ End of chapter nine.. So tell me what do you think so far? Any suggestions?